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Contemporary Romance · New Adult

The Quarterback’s Broken Girl

by Aaron Choba

Contemporary RomanceNew AdultDark RomanceDramaThriller

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Elise’s Every time Damien speaks, I feel myself shrinking, waiting for the edge in his voice to turn cruel. But it never does. He is blunt, yes, but not in the way I have come to fear. He pushes, but not too hard, as if he knows I might break. That unsettles me more than his sharp grin or the way every girl on campus watches him walk by. I keep telling myself he is dangerous, that his type will ruin me, but my body betrays me. My pulse stumbles when his hand brushes mine. My stomach twists when his attention lingers too long. And deep down, I am terrified of what will happen if I stop running from him. Because for the first time in years, part of me wonders what it would feel like to trust a man again. His hot breath makes me sigh. “And I would like your cock.” “Already?” “Yes.” “Careful, Paulina...” Adrian warns. “You are so tight.” He slides one thick finger inside me, and I shut my eyes as he adds another. I clench around them, and he breathes a low laugh. “My cock is much, much bigger than this. Do you think you can handle it?” My answer is a breathless gasp. “Yes...” The truth is, I might actually die if I do not feel him inside me. I am pulsating with need. “Fuck me, Adrian.” A dark, low chuckle rumbles from his chest. His fingers slide deeper, finding a perfect, sensitive spot. He works me there, his touch slow and expert. It is not long before my breaths are coming in short, ragged pants. “Ungh...” I moan. “That feels so good...”

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I’m the quiet, traumatized girl who hides from everyone. But tonight, the alcohol made me reckless. I locked the door, dropped my clothes, and stood completely bare in front of the 6’5” star quarterback. Damien froze. His eyes darkened, tracing every inch of my trembling body. "Elise, you’re drunk," he groaned, his voice dangerously strained. "Put your clothes on before I lose my f@cking mind." "No," I whispered, stepping closer to his massive, stone-hard chest. "I want you." He cursed, pinning me onto the bed. When he dropped his boxers, my breath hitched. He was enormous. Impossible. 🥵 "I’m going to hurt you," he warned, his jaw tight as he hovered over me. "You’re too f@cking small for me, little one." I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down. "Prove it..." ad.readinkapp.com

"They bet five hundred bucks that we’re just a fake PR stunt." "And how did you answer?" he murmured, his massive frame backing me into the cold marble counter. We were hiding in the kitchen at my stepbrother’s frat hockey celebration. The bass from the living room rattled the cabinets, smelling of cheap beer and sweat. But all I could focus on was his heavy, mint-laced breath. "They know," I breathed, my voice shaking. "They bet $500 it's a sham. Because... because look at you." My hands trembled as I gestured to his broad shoulders, his perfect jawline, the varsity jacket that screamed untouchable campus god. I swallowed hard, dropping my gaze to my faded, oversized sweater—my armor. "And look at me. The broken outcast." He didn't laugh. He didn't step back. Instead, his large, calloused hands gripped my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto the counter. He stepped between my thighs, trapping me completely. His knuckles grazed my cheek, forcing my chin up until I met his dark, burning stare. "Then let’s go out there," he growled, his lips brushing mine with every word, "and make them lose their f/cking money." 🏈❤️‍🩹 ad.readinkapp.com

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"They bet five hundred bucks that we’re just a fake PR stunt." "And how did you answer?" he murmured, his massive frame backing me into the cold marble counter. We were hiding in the kitchen at my stepbrother’s frat hockey celebration. The bass from the living room rattled the cabinets, smelling of cheap beer and sweat. But all I could focus on was his heavy, mint-laced breath. "They know," I breathed, my voice shaking. "They bet $500 it's a sham. Because... because look at you." My hands trembled as I gestured to his broad shoulders, his perfect jawline, the varsity jacket that screamed untouchable campus god. I swallowed hard, dropping my gaze to my faded, oversized sweater—my armor. "And look at me. The broken outcast." He didn't laugh. He didn't step back. Instead, his large, calloused hands gripped my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto the counter. He stepped between my thighs, trapping me completely. His knuckles grazed my cheek, forcing my chin up until I met his dark, burning stare. "Then let’s go out there," he growled, his lips brushing mine with every word, "and make them lose their f/cking money." 🏈❤️‍🩹 ad.readinkapp.com

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